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Terran
is careful to land his spaceship where it can't immediately be found. He
fiddles with the controls a little longer than he needs to, wondering if this
was really the best idea. Jace deserves to see something amazing, and Century
726 is incredible, but there's no telling when someone will recognize him and
start yelling for him to go away. He doesn't want Jace to be caught up in that. Jace
is currently staring out the window at the rows of spaceships all around. Terran
doesn't think he blinked once while they were going through the planet gate and
then descending through the atmosphere. From
where they are, Terran can see the super tall buildings of Espire to their left
and the less impressive but still huge buildings of Gamron to the right. "Where
are we going? Are there two cities really close to each other? How do cities
work here?" The questions come spilling out of Jace's mouth and Terran
feels himself smiling despite his worry. "We're
go…

I get so happy whenever you update, this is seriously one of my all time favorite fanfics! I fall in love with Jimin even more and more every chapter. He's like the friend I've always wanted. Looking forward to reading more :)

I'm not sure how to start this comment, i just know I really want to leave a comment because I want to support you and tell you how much I love this story. I'm not sure how to explain this, but the thing is, i'm not sure if i am depressed or not. I realize this probably sounds stupid but i don't want to be one of those people that says they are depressed when they really are not and says they are depressed when there are people out there who truly are depressed and struggling to go through their lives every second. I just know I can relate to this wonderful story and it brings me so much comfort late at night when i don't know what to do with myself. A lot of times I can't sleep and i just feel empty and need comf…

When
they get inside the ship, Terran seals the door and leads Jace down the
corridor. It might be a small ship on the outside, but some of the rooms have a
spatial flux on them, expanding them into other-space pockets so there can be
more space where there shouldn't be so much. Terran doesn't know how it works
or why some rooms have pockets and some don't. He can't answer Jace when he
asks. He can only shrug and say, "they came that way." Jace
seems skeptical about everything. Terran focuses on plugging in new coordinates
for the autopilot so he can watch Jace watch the world disappear in seconds.
His face is amazing. Earth the Second drops out of sight faster than a single
breath, and Terran slows down the ship once they're out of orbit distance.
Jace's eyes are big in his head and his mouth hangs open as he stares out the
big window. "It's
so small," he says, hands pressed to the picture-glass, staring back at
Earth the Second, that is …

For
as long as he can remember, Terran has been drifting around the universe in a
little spaceship, all alone. The
universe is a big place. There's a lot to see. Terran
visits all the stars in the Melodron System, where they've built a city out of
a planet and there're walkways through space with trains that run faster than
the speed of light. Terran went on one of them. It felt like he blinked and he
missed out on a whole year. But space can feel like time sometimes. It gets a
little confusing. His own spaceship can go pretty fast; it can even
spatial-switch if he wants it to, but mostly he doesn't bother. It's not like
he needs to go so fast anyway. Hyper-X is fast enough, like a blink, faster
than light. For
a short time - or a long time, he's not sure - Terran used the spatial switch
to get him places, just popping here or there, but after Merlin remarks on how
much he misses by simply not flying past it, Terran stops. Using spatial-switch
too much makes him …

I am a writer. The best word to describe me might be impulsive. I'm a talkative introvert who loves people even though they scare me. My idiosyncrasies include but are not limited to: talking to invisible characters, roleplaying my own stories as a form of editing, listen to music in a language I don't understand, drinking coffee late at night, waxing poetic about pretty much anything, and never reading or writing one thing at a time.